We're leaving to gether, But still it's farewell And maybe we'll come back, To earth, who can tell? I guess there is no one to blame We're leaving ground (leaving ground) Will things ever be the same again?
It's the final countdown... The final countdown... Ohhh,
Try, baby, try To trust in my love again I will be there, I will be there Love, our love Just shouldn't be thrown away I will be there, I will be there If we'd go again All the way from the start I would try to change The things that killed our love Yes, I've hurt your pride and I know What you've been through You should give me a chance This can't be the end I'm still loving you I'm still loving, I need your love I'm still loving you Du, du hast Du hast mich Du, du hast Du hast mich
Du, du hast Du hast mich Du hast mich
Du hast mich gefragt Du hast mich gefragt Du hast mich gefragt Und ich hab nichts gesagt
Willst du bis der Tod euch scheidet Treu ihr sein für alle Tage Nein, nein
Willst du bis zum Tod, der scheide Siie lieben auch in schlechten Tagen Nein, nein
Willst du bis der Tod euch scheidet Treu ihr sein Nein, nein
Living easy Loving free Season ticket for a one way ride Asking nothing Leave me be Taken everything in my stride Don't need reason Don't need rhyme Ain't nothin' I would rather do Going down By the time My friends are gonna be there too. I'm on a highway to hell On the highway to hell Highway to hell I'm on the highway to hell.
Empty spaces - what are we living for? Abandoned places - I guess we know the score.. On and on! Does anybody know what we are looking for?
Another hero - another mindless crime. Behind the curtain, in the pantomime. Hold the line! Does anybody want to take it anymore? The Show must go on! The Show must go on!Yeah! Inside my heart is breaking, My make-up may be flaking, But my smile, still, stays on!
1st verse Getting on a phone with a busy line Talking on a phone and loosing my mind Never never never never realise It feels so far,like a million miles Give me give me give me give me little hand Just listen to your heart,dont consider it I'm looking out at a city night I see your eyes in city lights
chorus: Moscow calling Operator don't teas me Moscow calling Operator what's going on Moscow calling All the circuits are busy Moscow calling I'm going on ain't giving it up Once upon a time not so long ago
Tommy used to work on the docks Union's been on strike He's down on his luck It's tough, so tough Gina works the dinner all day Working for her man She brings home her pay For love, for love
She says we've got to hold on to What we've got 'Cause it doesn't make difference If we make it or not We've got each other and that's a lot For love we'll give it a shot